Many people love the sun, and summer. They can’t wait for summer to start, for the sun to shine. But not me. I’ve never really enjoyed summer. I burn easily, even with the highest suncream factor in existence. It seems like a small complaint, but the burns hurt. A lot. And I’m not good in… Continue reading Loving Autumn
Category: Creative Non Fiction
A Happier Writer
A lot of writing is miserable. A lot of stories tend to gravitate towards dark themes; illness, depression, death etc. A lot of stories are miserable, with tragic endings. It’s because, a lot of the time, these are things that are popular with readers. It’s more emotive, more poignant. The reader can relate and enjoy… Continue reading A Happier Writer
Tolkien
He was gone before I was thought of. Buried before I was born. I wish I could have met him, the man who inspired me to start writing. I wish I could have thanked him for introducing me to a world of stories that have filled my life with joy and magic and wonder. I… Continue reading Tolkien
Standing in the Sea
Today I did something I would never have done when I was younger. I walked into the sea, barefoot. As a child. I was scared of the sea. I wouldn’t go in. I wouldn’t even go near. Looking back, I’m not entirely sure why. But the sea isn’t so scary anymore. In fact, I have… Continue reading Standing in the Sea
Not A Hero
Today, I got frustrated with something my mum said. She said I’m her hero, for living life with a visual impairment. I’ve heard it many times, said by many people. I don’t feel like a hero. I didn’t defeat Hela or stop the Green Goblin to get to where I am today. I struggled, and… Continue reading Not A Hero
Feelings about Pink
I used to hate wearing pink. As a child, I wouldn’t wear it. My mum would choose items for me, pink dresses and tops. I would always prefer blue or green. Any colour but pink. The pink items she bought me went unused, never worn, never even touched. Looking back, I’m not really sure why… Continue reading Feelings about Pink
Plant Filled Fridays
Every Friday since January, me and my mum go for lunch. It’s usually just to Hitchin, for a coffee and a small something. But it’s nice to get out the house, a change of scenery and to relax by the river. Afterwards, we usually end up in a garden centre. My mum loves plants and… Continue reading Plant Filled Fridays